I'm not very skilled at predicting things that could provide me with
some form of material gain, like, say, the stock market. And I'm no
fortune teller -- try as I did to memorize the palm-reading gift book I
picked up in the Occult section of Barnes & Noble when I was 13, I
don't have a fucking clue about my own future, and even less of an
inkling about those who let me stare at the lines on their hands.